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Conor FlanaganReal Name: Conor Flanagan
Code Name: Tiny
Race: Half druid half leprechaun
Appearance: height is 3'5", has red short hair, purple eyes, wears green t-shirt and green jeans
Backstory: Conor is the twin brother of Maeve. Him and his sister where abandoned at the lake of the banshees. They were raised by the banshees.While his sister showed signs of being able to use their parents magics Conor couldn't. During his childhood he played alot with the Banshee princess Kayleigh and eventually the two feel in love. The clothes he wears are a gift from Kayleigh made of a special material that only Banshee's can weave together. When Conor and Maeve turned 16 they left their home to explore the world but before leaving Conor asked Kayleigh if she would marry him.
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Maeve Flanagan BioReal Name: Maeve Flanagan
Code Name: Banshee
Race: Half Druid Half Leprechaun
Appearance: Maeve has Firey red wavey hair that goes past her shoulders, her eyes are a deep purple, she wears a choker of flowers around her neck, for clothes she wears a tight green t-shirt that reveals her cleavage and a plaid green,white and orange mini skirt for shoes she wears emerald flats, breast size is 20dd, her height is 7'1" her skin is tanned like a bronze goddess
Backstory: Maeve's mother was a druid who got raped by a leprechaun. Maeve's mother then gave birth to Maeve and her twin brother and abandoned them at the Banshee's lake. Maeve and her brother was raised by the Banshees. At the age of 6 Maeve was quickly learning all of the most ancient druidic spells and Leprechaun magics aswell as the ways of the banshee from the Banshee Queen Margaret. When she and her brother turned 16 they went out into the world.
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A Week Of KissesA Week Of Kisses
The first day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your shoulder,
Well before I thought about your lips.
Because I don’t know what I am doing, firstly,
But more importantly,
It’s because I know things can spiral quickly,
If things start shifting
After we lay down the concrete.
So I kiss the foundation,
Before we reach the soil.
The second day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your elbow,
Because it holds together the touch
And the flex.
To exhibit it,
I must kiss the joint that bends
And combines us together.
The third day I told you I loved you,
I lay my lips to your temples,
As I learned about the temple of reform,
For the Youth in North America.
Kissing you there signifying I will protect you,
As well as your temple,
As we re-form, into something more.
The fourth day I told you I loved you,
I’d kiss you softly on your forehead.
Because that’s what holds your brillian
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